Saturday night was on the way, and there might be plans to make, friends to meet, more women to fuck. She slithered out of the girl's arms, her bathro...e slipping down one shoulder and the whole of a rounded, aroused breast on show, glided across the kitchen tiles and picked up the cordless phone."Yes. Who is it?" Is Misty there? It's her mother." Misty's Mum?" Yes, is she there?"Maxine sighed. Misty wouldn't be well pleased. She could hear her gasps of coital pleasure coming from the other. . and then Jack Slade, lead singer of the up and coming Razor Blades, followed her to the Bar, and she wasn’t so sure anymore. Not that it mattered, old blue eyes turned her down. ‘Is that why you’re still here? You want to reprimand me? I don’t have time for this’ she moved toward the door of her car, but Jack stepped in front of her. ‘Back off!’ ‘No,’ he said stubbornly. ‘What the hell do you want from me?’ she demanded, more than a little exasperated. Jack arched a brow. ‘A kiss,’ he said. Her indignation seems over the top, I take a step towards the tv, and flick it on, and the DVD continues to play. I reach out, take the dildo from her hand, and suck it hard, and I can taste her fresh juice on it. The posh bitch has been watching my stash and fucking herself. I reach out to her and pull her close, she's busted, and knows it. I pull our bodies close until we can feel each others breathe, and I slowly run my hand across her stomach. I feel her body shiver, and I feel hear breathe. The home that I had grown up in was gone. It wasn't a matter of the lost possessions, those could be replaced, but the memories.Memories."That son of a bitch!" Ral, what is it?" Yvonne asked."He knew. Somehow he knew I had grown up here. He knew that I had been raised as I had been. The bastard knew I was here all along." Maybe he got the memories from you? When you get memories, they include the emotions attached." Chloe suggested."No, he knew about something else too. He said that my family.
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